Lin Che transmigrated and became the seventh son of the Daqian Zhen Guo Mansion. Because the original owner was not the Duke Zhen Guo’s biological son, he was unloved by his father and mother since...
They were not a regular army, so there was no such thing as a forced march. Instead, they stopped and walked along the way.
Of course, all of this was done intentionally by Lin Che.
While he was chatting with Ji Bu, he was secretly observing his two hundred palace soldiers.
He had to find members worth using from the words and actions of these people. When the 3,000 palace soldiers were recruited, he would need someone to help manage and train them.
After some observation, it was found that Yao Wenkui was definitely a good general. At night, the soldiers from the government camped outside a village and everyone was in chaos. He arranged everything with just a few words.
Moreover, these prisoners, all of whom had been in jail, actually obeyed him.
Next is the animal trainer Liu Miao. She should have the best communication skills and is very familiar with all the palace soldiers.
These two people, one male and one female, should be more effective if they work together.
The next morning, everyone ate the pills and dry food they brought with them and prepared to set off.
They were now only fifty miles away from the tiankeng, which was nothing to this group of warriors.
If Lin Che hadn't deliberately delayed them, they would have arrived yesterday afternoon.
Lin Che had just spoken with the great scholar Ji Bu for a while and was about to give the order to set off, but unexpectedly Yao Wenkui came over.
"My Lord, are you planning to go to the Tiankeng and recruit those stragglers from the garrison as palace soldiers?"
"Hmm. Looks like you figured it out." Lin Che smiled.
Yao Wenkuiye's face was firm and solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "There are people I know in there. They are not ordinary soldiers. If they were really a piece of fat meat, they would have been transferred away long ago."
"Every one of them has a problem. I'm afraid you don't dare to accept them..."
"What's the problem?" Lin Che refused to believe it.
The palace soldiers he wanted were to be trained as death squads.
Is there anything else he doesn’t dare to accept?
Yao Wenkui hesitated to speak: "You'll know when you get there."
OK! Let’s go.
I want to see what kind of soldiers I dare not recruit?